DAPHNE
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3 ` c5 ?/ N6 ^1 L0 [- lDaphne,what a beam of beauty,' d/ Y3 Z8 i1 Z! L
Thy blooming face,thy grace deity,
5 V8 N0 z# \5 N7 j1 `Why wander hasty,
, ^0 \, g$ L, Y; E* r; e* q2 ~. nInto a still laurel with undying love
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By night luna-veiling, I can't see; V. s2 x8 Q5 a$ _* ^9 B
Thy statue-like grief as blue sea,
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Let me forward that bright zenith,
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To reveal his fierce pursuiting,
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